At that moment, Fudeng desperately hoped the two High Priests would exchange a smile, then tell him:
"Are you really that easy to scare? We were only joking."
Because if the High Priest of the Order God Church lost control or lost his way, it would be utterly terrifying.
Especially this one. The power he wielded ranked among the very highest in the church's history. Not only did he have a firm grip on Church Headquarters, he also enjoyed the backing of divine authority and legitimacy. Even Budalas, who had led the church to victory against Light over a thousand years ago, had never held such an exalted position.
Yet the happy turn Fudeng hoped for never came. The two High Priests met each other's eyes, their opposition unmistakable. This was no act, much less a joke.
Fudeng's heart immediately sank.
This was bad. This was really bad...
As a trusted subordinate, he had long known his boss had been working to suppress Tyranus's consciousness. Later, it had even progressed to "killing a batch of himself" at regular intervals.
But out of trust and admiration for his boss, Fudeng had always believed he could resolve the problem. As Whip Bearer, monitoring faith loss within the church was part of his duties, yet he had truly never worried that anything would go wrong with his boss, nor had he made any preparations for it. Of course... in this man's presence, he could hardly have arranged anything anyway.
Now, the bloody reality had torn itself open before him at the most unexpected moment.
In just one week, the Garden of Life would face the cruelest and most unpredictable Divine War. Under his forceful leadership, the Order God Church had already embarked on the difficult path of opposing the Returning Gods;
Yet now,